Oh Alright Love.

I Spent My Time These Past Weeks Moping Around.
Feeling Sorry For Myself.
And Giving People Second Chances.
(This Does Not Have Anything To Do With Anyone Its Just In My Head)
A Few Days Ago,
A Woke Up To The Sound Of Rain.
Wen't Out.
Came Back.
When I Was Just Outside My House,
I Met My Friend.
I Barely Said Anything.
Way To Go Seb.
Days Go By,
Time Progresses And We All Get Older.
As I Get Older,
I Begin To Understand The True Meaning Of Life.
Not That I'm That Old.
But,
Still.
Nothing Can Fix A Broken Heart.
I Guess,
I'll Just Be,
Until I Find Someone Who Gives A Shit.
I Also Realised,
Most People Enjoy Tormenting Others For The Sake Of 'Fun'
It Maybe Fun For You,
But Try Using That Lump In Your Skull;
If You Wouldn't Like It,
What Makes You Think Others Will?
We're All Fucking Red On The Inside.
Treat People By How They Act,
Not Based On The Colour Of Their Skin.
I Don't Belong In This Country.
Racist Country.
Races With Races,
Not Mixing.
When They Do Mix,
The Odd One Out Acts Like He/She Is A Certain Colour.
People Are Fake.
Have A Nice Year.